Amelia's POV
The sky was clear and blue, there was oddly no cloud in sight, and the white building stood proudly with its beautiful design, which caught everyone's attention.
Berlin gallery was indeed a sight to behold; the whole area was packed with the media, all flashing their cameras on those who went into the gallery.
With all my years as an Artist, I haven't witnessed such a crowd for an art exhibition, let alone mine.
Words could not describe how excited I was for today, with this much crowd, there's no way I wouldn't get to work in one of those big galleries.
With Jenny secretly painting for me, nothing was stopping me from making it to the top.
But there was Amanda...
"Amelia!" Mom called, rushing to meet me near the window as I stared at the crowd outside.
I shifted my gaze to my mom, who wore a luxurious golden gown that swept the floor. Well, she dressed like a mom who was proud of her daughter's achievement.
